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xelishurt, sadfriendd & prompto - jujutsu! كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: sadfriendd]
ayy, ayy, wait, wait, wait
like d_mn, bad b_tch trying throwing out a lad
in the mouth in the field, mothaf_cka where you at
give a beat and crack mothaf_cka with the strap
out of bounds b_tch, trying to turn the n_gga off the mat
came in this b_tch, then tryna getting f_cked up
bad b_tch on me and i’m tryna get sucked up
don’t give a f_ck, i push, don’t right f_ck up
rate, b_tch glock if its up, then its stock up
[chorus: sadfriendd]
came in this b_tch then i’m lookin for death
i got a bad b_tch shawty, then she giving me neck
i’m stomping on his face ’til nothing was left
i got a b_tch in the crib and then she cleaning the mess

[verse 2: xelishurt & sadfriendd]
yeah, talk to yo glock with that_ (gunshot)
yeah, bet a b_tch bad like a n_gga man
came in with yo b_tch and she all up in my bed like
what’s coming g, z, c, see it in the block like d_mn
came in this b_tch then i’m looking for a bounty
and i pushing on with the stick like a motherf_cking mounty
f_cking on yo b_tch, make a mess like downy
and i get back to my crib and she begging for to pound me
[?]

[chorus: sadfriendd]
came in this b_tch then i’m lookin for death
i got a bad b_tch shawty, then she giving me neck
i’m stomping on his face ’til nothing was left
i got a b_tch in the crib and then she cleaning the mess

[verse 3: xelishurt & sadfriendd]
stacking these bands ’til they all turn blue
yeah, then hit ’em with a stick it’s a–
then shawty went to a shop for some brand new shoes
and i’m grabbing that bag, got you and then got ya
yeah, hit ’em with the fists like its jujutsu
yeah, n_gga feeling blessed like i say “i’m on ya”
playing with the words like a bad haiku
yeah, gimme that crown like a n_gga can’t do
yeah, if it’s then me then a n_gga on my shoe
yeah, walk around town with a pass on–
i’ma like cash on me, racks on me
yeah, avoid the base man with (wait, wait) the stacks on me
[bridge: sadfriendd]
one, two, one, two
i don’t want you, right, hit em with the smoke
i’m let em like a blunt, feel thoughts on the 16
gotta nowhere to run so–

[verse 4: prompto]
f_ck, in that b_tch’s throat
god d_mn my lover with grips then chokes
yeah, got, diamonds on my wrist then we glisten cold
say “drip down”, yeah, from the head to toe
when i sold my soul, put gold in goals
i would with f_ck with the holy ghost
the flashing bows who comatose
who sleep on me, i close the door
through, feelin’ intermittent, i’ma k!ll it till i win it
and yo b_tch bout to feeling:“yeah we get it in a minute”
then did the check on fighting me and touching spinach
and i hit em all, dawning on the props
on the coil, now go f_ck, b_tch
face it, goin through you 7 times, leaving ya faceless
no punch line, cause i’ve shun through the races
sign on me b_tch, better need to praise it
it’s how funny how f_cked up conversation
this baddie would have sung like:“d_mn”
no she a test, i’d smoke em like gas
all the way, wait, we can’t hold no hands
she could do better than this, moan like s_x

- xelishurt sadfriendd prompto

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